Chen Pan has experienced the horror of Jiuyuan. If he hadn't been lucky, he would have been trapped below and unable to come out for the rest of his life. Moreover, Chen Pan also speculated that Jiuyuan's reputation should be related to the sealed giant tortoise below. If he needed such a sealed giant tortoise, Chen Pan could not imagine what Nirvana would become.

Dead Silent Territory, one of the six most evil places in the rumor, is more famous than Jiuyuan. It is rumored that it is a battlefield, and a war that almost destroyed the world occurred in ancient times. The order of that place has been completely destroyed, and the Taoist patterns are mixed with each other. Even if a saint enters, it will be directly destroyed. There are countless souls and soul fragments left by the war, including saints. No one dares to enter, and even dares to get close.

Tan Jun's life was bumpy, and he had to survive with his terrible idea of ​​living. He had only one very simple idea to survive.

Chi Mei was much faster than the floating speed of the mountain village. After leaving the battlefield, she quickly caught up with Tan Jun. When he was about to destroy the floating speed and seize Tan Jun, Jian Wufeng, who was hiding beside him, launched a sneak attack. Because he was attacked by the gray feathered clothes, Chi Mei's strength is now probably only 20% of the usual ones, so Jian Wufeng succeeded, and Tan Jun successfully escaped.

But Jian Wumai didn't dare to run away quickly. The thin camel was bigger than a horse, and he could not resist Chi Mei, who had 20% of his strength. It was already a perfect end to save him.

Chi Mei didn't know which one to chase, so she was stunned for a moment. It seemed that she felt hopeless to escape. Tan Jun actually made a fuss in his heart and took advantage of Chi Mei's moment of being stunned. He drove the suspended speed and plunged into the deadly silence not far away.

Everyone knows the evil name of the dead and silent Jedi. Even though Chi Meiqi could not be restrained, she did not dare to chase him in, so she had to vent her anger on Jian Wumai. Fortunately, Jian Wumai's martial arts are mainly light and sharp. There is a secret technique that can speed up, and it actually holds up to Hezhou Ba Island.

Tan Jun entered the deadly dead land, and he must have gone but never returned. Thinking of his life's ups and downs, he escaped for the rest of his life, but eventually died, Chen Pan couldn't help but sigh in a crazy world. Even if he had strength, he could live well by eating human flesh. Without strength. Even if he lived like an ant, he was a luxury.

The alchemist died, and his plan that he spent countless tens of thousands of years was destroyed. The Corpse Saint was so angry that he even blew up his soul. He raised his hand and pointed it at the three corpse fingers. However, hurting people's souls and destroying people's origins is a powerful manifestation of the rotten Taoist pattern. Even if it is a peerless genius, the middle finger is equivalent to being destroyed. Even with the strength of the Corpse Saint, it would take a lot of money to use this move, and it would take at least a hundred years to fully recover. At this moment, he was furious, and he no longer cared about anything.

The Corpse Saint wanted to fight desperately. However, Zhou Tianming still seemed to not take it seriously. He raised his hand and slashed out a knife without any haste. The sword light was still slightly powerful. It was faster and faster, and it cut through the three corpse fingers. In an instant, it directly touched the Corpse Saint's forehead, and he couldn't even dodge it.

The sword light stopped on the forehead of the Corpse Saint. The Corpse Saint didn't even dare to show his energy. He felt the fear of death. With a knife, his soul would never leave anything. He never expected that Zhou Tianming was so strong that he could only use the same move from beginning to end, and as if he was not casual, he would no longer have the intention to fight him again.

"It's not easy to think of you. I've given you three chances. If I come again, I won't hold back!" Zhou Tianming said expressionlessly, his eyes suddenly turned pure black, and he emitted a faint breath of death, which was extremely terrifying. Even though he knew that he was protecting himself, the people in Hezhouba Island still felt a cold air pouring into their hearts.

"Okay, I am worthy of being a saint who has become a saint at less than two hundred years old. Ghost Saint Zhou Tianming, I remember this Liangzi! Today I admit defeat!" The Corpse Saint laughed a few times, and anyone could hear his unwilling anger, but the form was not strong, so he could do nothing.

But what he said shocked everyone to almost ashamed of the soul. What a terrifying talent this is. Some people can see it as a peerless genius if they can reach the realm of a saint in thousands of years. But this person actually did something that other so-called geniuses might not be able to do in their entire lives in just two hundred years. There is such a monster in this world.

Chen Pan was also extremely surprised. He became a saint for two hundred years, and his talent was better than Yue Huihong. Perhaps only the super monster three-foot sword mentioned by Yue Huihong can beat him. I thought that such a monster would only appear in legends, but I didn’t expect it to exist in this era, and now he is standing in front of him alive.

Hearing the words of the Corpse Saint, Zhou Tianming narrowed his eyes and burst into murderous aura, as if he was touched by something that he didn't want to mention in his heart.

This murderous aura was like the essence, and the aura of death he emitted was even more terrifying. It was indeed worthy of being the title of Ghost Saint. Not to mention others, even the Corpse Saint changed his expression and hurriedly said, "Goodbye!" and prepared to leave.

"Stop!" Zhao Lei, who was standing beside him, suddenly shouted. At this time, the corpse gas on his body had disappeared and he had regained his freedom.

"What else do you want?" The Corpse Saint turned around and shouted. This time he suffered a great loss. He lost the Dan Man and was still completely dissatisfied.

"Remember, my name is Zhao Lei. If I don't die, I will definitely kill you!" Zhao Lei pointed Qianyu at the Corpse Saint. At this moment, he had already set the Slaughter of Saint as his first goal in his practice.

The Corpse Saint laughed, then glanced at the gray feathered shirt above, and said with a murderous look on his face: "Okay, I'll wait!" After that, he left with Chi Mei in an instant.

"Thank you for your help!" Zhao Lei flew over and gave a big gift to Zhou Tianming, not only for himself but also for many brothers.

Zhou Tianming nodded slightly, then looked at the gray feathered clothes: "I've seen senior!"

"I haven't seen you for a while, and your cultivation has improved again, and I can't see through you anymore. I originally wanted my grandson to surpass you, but now it seems difficult." said the ancestor of the Zhao family. It seems that the two of them know each other.

Zhou Tianming shook his head gently and said self-deprecatingly: "How much does it matter if you surpass it, so what if you don't surpass it? Is strength so important? I'll say goodbye!" After saying that, he gave a slight tribute to the gray feathered shirt, then he grew tall and lost his trace in a moment.

Chen Pan looked at Zhou Tianming's disappearing back. In order to improve his cultivation for a long time, many people became ruthless and destructive in the end, treating themselves as the master of all living beings, just like evil cultivators in the evil cultivation world, and even used their own kind to do exercises.

However, Zhou Tianming made Chen Pan see a different practitioner, a saint full of emotions, and even helped him just because he could not stand the corpse saint with his realm and did not consider the consequences at all.

What kind of person will I become in the future? Chen Pan suddenly felt a little confused. (To be continued...
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